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Scott Westerfeld Inspirational Quotes (126)

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Suddenly a pair of searchlights lanced out from the frigate. They swept across the dark expanse - bright knives slicing the night into pieces.
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Lilt pulled away. I saw what he was doing, so I cleared a path for him. I helped him do it... She shook her head, tears tracking the dust off her face, and turned to stare at the fallen tower. Have we all gone mad to want this?
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They walked with a pedatory grace.... one of them ripped off their hood and said, my name is Tally Youngblood and is a special circumstance.
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I feel like sometimes my best friend is not my best friend but my mortal enemy
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But they're already singing our praises! They are Americans. They toot their horns for anything.
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Maybe this was how you stayed sane in wartime: a handful of noble deeds amid the chaos.
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Plot idea: 97% of the world's scientists contrive an environmental crisis, but are exposed by a plucky band of billionaires & oil companies.
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Cure for writer's block: blow something up(in the story)
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A little drama wins more friends than boring.
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you just took on five million years of evolution again
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The human heart is a strange vessel. Love and hatred can exist side by side.
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That was one problem with dramatic exits: Sometimes they wound up making you look like a bubblehead.
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No matter how far from the war we run, it always catches up with us.
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Have a little faith in me, Volger. I have great faith, tempered with vast annoyance.
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maybe when you look at your face 50 times its really not that interesting anymore
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Sooner or later usually means too late
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Typographical laziness was slowly destroying our culture, according to Lexa and her pals. Inexactitude was death.
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I kissed him once, she whispered. Well done. What did he do? Um... Deryn sighed. He woke up.
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There was a species of middle pretty who smiled at everything: happy smile, disappointed smile, you're-in-trouble smile.
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He turned to face her again, his late-pretty composure crumbling. But you're... Pretty? Think again. She smiled. I'm Tally Youngbood. My mind is very ugly. And I'm taking your car.
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Okay... That's still blind-making.
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The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit. Of course, Tally thought, you’d have to feed your cat only salmon-flavored cat food for a while, to get the pinks right.
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It's just been a long week, that's all. It's monday night, Jess. My point exactly.
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You can't blame a match for a house made of straw, Alek.
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